Samaveda — Uttararchika — Chapter 4207
SV 2 4207.1
प्रो अयासीदिन्दुरिन्द्रस्य निष्कृतं सखा सख्युर्न प्र मिनाति सङ्गिरं । मर्य इव युवतिभिः समर्षति सोमः कलशे शतयाम्ना पथा
pro ayāsīdindurindrasya niṣkṛtaṃ sakhā sakhyurna pra mināti saṅgiraṃ | marya iva yuvatibhiḥ samarṣati somaḥ kalaśe śatayāmnā pathā
The drop has gone forth to Indra's meeting place; as a friend he does not break the agreement with his friend; like a young man with young women, Soma streams together into the vat by a path of a hundred courses.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Indu hath started forth for Indra's settled place, and slights not,. as a friend, the promise of his friend. Soma comes onward like a youth with youthful maids, and gains the beaker by a course of hundred paths.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 2 4207.2
प्र वो धियो मन्द्रयुवो विपन्युवः पनस्युवः संवरणेष्वक्रमुः । हरिं क्रीडन्तमभ्यनूषत स्तुभोऽभि धेनवः पयसेदशिश्रयुः
pra vo dhiyo mandrayuvo vipanyuvaḥ panasyuvaḥ saṃvaraṇeṣvakramuḥ | hariṃ krīḍantamabhyanūṣata stubho'bhi dhenavaḥ payasedaśiśrayuḥ
Your thoughts, seeking joy, seeking to praise, seeking admiration, have gone forth into the enclosures; the chanters have sung out to the tawny one at play, and the milch-cows have joined him with their milk.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Your hymns of pleasant sound, praiseworthy, fond of lauds, have come into the hall enclosed for sacrifice. Singers have hymned the golden-coloured as he sports, and milchkine have come near to meet him with their milk,
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 2 4207.3
आ नः सोम संयतं पिप्युषीमिषमिन्दो पवस्व पवमान ऊर्मिणा । या नो दोहते त्रिरहन्नसश्चुषी क्षुमद्वाजवन्मधुमत्सुवीर्यं
ā naḥ soma saṃyataṃ pipyuṣīmiṣamindo pavasva pavamāna ūrmiṇā | yā no dohate trirahannasaścuṣī kṣumadvājavanmadhumatsuvīryaṃ
Flow to us, O Soma, continuous swelling refreshment, O Indu, purifying, with your wave — (the refreshment) which, unfailing, yields us thrice a day abundance of cattle, of prizes, of honey, of heroic strength.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O Soma, Indu, while they cleanse thee, with thy wave pour orb us plentiful accumulated food, Which, ceaseless, thrice a day shall yield us hero power enriched. with store of nourishment, and strength, and meath.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)